Gloryhole Chapter One
I have known since I was in junior high school that I was gay. Once
I sucked that first cock, I knew what I wanted ever since. I loved the
way that it slid in and out of my mouth. I loved the way I could work
my tongue over and around it. I loved the feel of the cock shooting
it's cum in my mouth. I loved the taste as I swallowed it.
And I remember my first gloryhole experience. I was a senior in high
school and was at a public fishing site not far from where I lived when
I saw the restroom facility for I didn't know at the time they were
called tearooms. When I entered and took a booth, it was then that I
noticed a large hole in the wall to the next booth. In my ignorance, I
wondered why it was there, but I soon found out. It wasn't but a minute
when I heard someone come into the booth next to me. I noticed that he
pulled his pants all the way to his ankles and by the way his ankles
were at an angle, I knew he had his legs spread wide apart. So the
curiosity got the better of me and I slowly and carefully looked through
the hole to see what he was doing.
As I looked, he was reaching down between his legs and playing with
his dick. I watched with fascination as it got hard--8- 8 1/2" and it
was cut. As I watched him stroke his cock, my own cock started to get
hard because I was getting excited and I wanted that guy--I wanted his
cock really bad! I didn't realize as I was watching that my face was
getting closer and closer to the hole--to get a better look. Then I was
startled when the man leaned forward and looked at me. So I quickly
backed away terrified that I made him angry and that he would come in my
stall and beat the shit out of me.
When I got the courage again, I glanced back through the hole and to
my amazement, I noticed that he was looking through the hole at me!
Then I heard the voice, "Show me your dick!" So, still a little shaken,
I pulled down my pants and pulled out my now limp dick. I began toying
with it and it wasn't long before it was its hard 7" again. I heard the
voice, "Fuck, man, that's a great looking dick! Put that cock through
here and let me suck it! I want to give you a blowjob!" So I stood up,
moved towards the hole and stuck my cock through. Then I felt something
warm and moist circle the head of my cock and then begin sliding up and
down the shaft. Wow! I was getting sucked through a wall! What a
great feeling! I loved it! I didn't want him to stop! And he didn't
stop! He just kept on sucking and sucking until I couldn't stand it any
longer and shot my load into his mouth.
I got weak in the knees when that happened and I had to sit down on
the toilet until I could get myself together.
As I was getting the strength back, I heard him speak again through the
hole, "Do you want to suck me?" Despite the fact that I came, I still
wanted to suck his cock. So I spoke up, "Sure!" I saw movement through
the hole and in a second, there was an 8 1/2" cock coming through for my
pleasure. So I got on my knees by the hole and slipped my hungry mouth
over the head of the hard cock and started sucking. As I was sliding my
wet lips back and forth over his shaft, I got so that I could go a
little farther and a little farther to the base where his hairy balls
rested. Finally, I got to the point where my face was pressed up
against the wall all the way to the base of his cock and my lips were
inside the cutout circle of the partition. I could go no further. So
the guy on the other side took over. He started sliding his hard 8 1/2"
inches in and out of my mouth as far as he could go. He was actually
fucking my mouth!
He got to sliding his cock in and out of my mouth fas-
ter and faster like the piston of a car motor and I kept my lips open
and willing in the gloryhole as he continued to fuck. When he let out a
loud groan and an quick pant, I felt his cum juices filling my mouth and
I tasted his fuck milk as I swallowed and continued to swallow as he
gave several more quick shots. He pulled out and as I looked at his
cock, I noticed a drop of cum still on the end of his shaft, so I licked
it off.
He then sat down and said, "God! What a blowjob! Do you come here
often?"
"Yes, I come here a lot," I lied. But then maybe it wasn't a lie
because I vowed that if this is what goes on in this place, I was
practically going to live here!
"Well, I'm going to be back here more often!" he said. "I've got
several friends that would love to have you give them a good blowjob.
Mind if I tell them about you?"
"Sure! The more, the merrier!" I knew that I was set-
ting myself up as a male whore. But what the hell--I'm addicted to
sucking cock. I guess you would say that I'm a cockaholic. "Spread the
word! The sooner, the better!"
Just then, we heard a car pull up. "Oh hell!" he whispered, "The
sheriff's here!" He pulled up--zipped up, shot out the door and went
around the back. I was too shocked to do anything. I just sat there.
Then I figured, "What the hell. What can he get me for? I'm just
sitting here trying to take a shit and a leak!" So I relaxed.
I heard him come in then heard him give a push on my stall door--but
it was locked. So he shuffled into the one next to me. I glanced
through my favorite gloryhole sideways, and could tell that he was
facing the other wall as he was unbuckling his belt and unzipping. His
outfit was brown(typical color for a sheriff's uniform)--light brown
slacks with a dark stripe down the side. What really caught my
attention was the fact that his slacks fit tight on his ass--showing
that his ass was firm and round.
What was amazing was, he bent over facing away from the gloryhole
rather that facing the stall door to pull them down. So when he did,
his ass practically back up against the gloryhole and I started to move
toward it with my tongue sticking out. I wanted to rim that firm hairy
ass. You see, cock sucking is my favorite sport--and tonguefucking an
ass runs a close second!
But then he turned to sit down, so I quickly moved back
to my seat. "God!" I thought to myself, "What am I doing? I almost
stuck my tongue in the ass of a trooper
and he just came to take a shit!" So I sat deathly still, waiting to
hear the dump drop or the piss run. But I didn't hear anything.
"What's going on?" I wondered. "Is he constipated or something?"
I had sat back and was too scared to move, but I very carefully
glanced down and got a small look under the partition wall. His slacks
were all the way down to the floor and his ankles were set apart just
like my previous "customer." Then something happened that I didn't
understand, but I would quickly learn. Very slowly, the trooper did a
slow, quiet tap on the floor with his right foot. If I didn't see it, I
wouldn't have known he tapped his foot.
Is this a game? Why would he do that? Then he did it again.
Without thinking, I did the same with my left foot. "What am I doing?
Is this a setup? Why am I doing this?" Then he did two silent taps and
moved his foot over about two inches. I did the same. Then he did
three silent taps and moved his foot over again and again I did the
same. Our feet were within two inches of each other. Then he moved his
foot over one last time, touching my foot and gently put his on top of
mine. I was scared with fright, but so excited and turned on!
Then he moved his foot back and for a moment I thought I lost him. But
then he did something I thought was daring. I saw his hat drop to the
floor by his partition door, then I saw his hands reach down and untie
his shoes and then pulled them off along with his socks. Then he
slipped his pants and jockstrap off and put them all together on a pile
at the end of the partition.
My periferal vision caught movement through the gloryhole, so I took
a longer peek. There he was standing, facing the gloryhole with nothing
on but his shirt. He was standing there stroking his thick cock and I
watched it grow to more than 9 inches!
I didn't know what he wanted, but I sure knew what I wanted. I
immediately pressed my face against the partition with my open lips once
again inside the glory-
hole. I waited for that big hard cock to slide in my hungry mouth. I
waited--but he didn't slide it in! "What's going on here?" I thought.
So I looked through the glory hole. He was still standing there
stroking his massive cock. Then he stopped. Starting with the top
button of his shirt he slowly began to unbutton--in a very seductive
way. He was putting on a show for me! Good God almighty! When he got
his shirt halfway unbuttoned, he reached inside and slowly rubbed his
massive hairy chest and tits with his left hand and resumed stroking his
hard 9 inch cock with his right.
I was so turned on that my cock was ready to shoot a gallon of cum
without me ever touching it! Then he finished unbuttoning his shirt and
very slowly and seductively, he removed it and put it on his pile of
clothes. Then, stark naked with his cock still hard and sticking out and
both of his hands behind his head, he began to slowing gyrate his hips
in a circular fashion. As he did, he very slowly began to move towards
my gloryhole.
Finally, that cock was coming to me! Finally, as his cock head got
to the gloryhole, I once again pressed my face against the partition and
opened my wet, waiting lips in the circle. Then I felt it. It started
slowly to slide in. I closed my lips around it and began to suck hard.
I wanted every drop of his cum--he wasn't going to waste any! He
started groaning as I was being fucked by his cock. I didn't want it to
ever stop!
Then all of a sudden, he quickly pulled out his cock. "What the fuck
now?" I thought. I looked through the hole and there he was facing the
other wall. He was gyrating his hips again and backing up closer to my
gloryhole. When he got close, he brought his hands back, and spread his
beautiful cheeks and pressed his ass against the partition with his
asshole peeking through my gloryhole.
I got on my knees once again and pressed my face in. My tongue reach
out and gently licked the rosebud hole. And then I made my tongue firm
so that it would slide in and in so doing, began to tonguefuck him. He
began moaning again and I could tell that as I was sucking, rimming, and
tonguefucking his asshole, there was a rhythm to his movement. I could
tell that while I was eating out his ass, he was beating his cock. The
more passionate I got with his ass, the more he moaned and the harder
and faster he beat his cock.
Finally, he let out a yell and pulled away. I was so shocked, I just
knelt there with my mouth open in the gloryhole and just as quickly as
he pulled away, he quickly turned around and shoved his cock into my
open mouth and shot what seemed like a gallon of his sweet cum. I
wanted it, I took it, I swallowed it.
When his cock finally quit shooting and throbbing and became limp, it
was then my mouth let go of it. He pulled it back and sat down and let
out what sounded like a tremendous sigh of satisfaction (I did too).
"Wow!" he said through the gloryhole, "What a great cocksucker you
are!"
"It's easy when there's a great cock like yours sticking through the
hole!" I replied. "Do you come here often?"
"Yes, as a sheriff, I cruise this area. But every time I come in
here, guys take off because I wear a uniform. So this is the first time
I got action in this place."
"I promise you," I said, "that I'll be here a lot more often if you
come around. I want more of your cock and ass! I want you all the
time!"
"You'll get it!" said the sheriff as he began putting his clothes on,
"and I've got a couple of cop friends who have cocks just like mine.
I'll tell them about you and this place and maybe they'll come over for
a visit on their time off."
"I'll be waiting, and I'll take each one on!" I replied.
With that he silently left and I sat there reveling in what had
happened.
Gloryhole Chapter Two
Since then, I have become a regular there at "my" gloryhole at the
fishing site for word got around that there was a cock-hungry guy living
there. Well, I wasn't living there (which is not a bad idea), but I did
spend most of my time there. It got to be a stopping off point for many
guys after work who want a quick blowjob before they go home and I was
always willing to oblige. My new friend, the sheriff, took "the
responsibility" from the department to watch the area and he did--by
keeping the other "noninterested" sheriffs away. This gave me almost
complete free reign of the place. That is another advantage of the
place--new friends. I met many new friends by first giving them
blowjobs or rimming out their asses. I recognized them more by their
cocks and asses than by their faces and they recognized me more by my
round mouth.
Eventually, it got to the point when I enter "my" booth, I
automatically strip my clothes off, sit down, and beat my cock waiting
for the first customer. It wouldn't be more than five minutes when I
would see the first cock come sliding through that hole. I always had
my booth door locked--not letting any guys in. I guess it's my
reverence for the gloryhole. There's something exciting and mysterious
about not knowing exactly who is on the other side--that game of "cat
and mouse" where you play around a bit before you get down to some
serious cocksucking and ass rimming.
As I said before, I would completely strip down and put my clothes in
a pile beneath my stall door. That way, anyone coming in would see
them. When they sat down and saw my bare feet, they would know right
away that a nudie guy was right next door.
Also, I took care of my place. I kept it clean and painted (white,
of course). And in my customer's booth I would write, "If you see a
naked guy in the next booth, he wants to suck your cock--show hard for a
blow!!" By taking care of the place, it seems that guys were more
willing to come.
One hot summer day, the business was kind of slow, so I decided to
take a towel and sun myself in a clearing in the woods, but I didn't
want to miss any customers. So with my creative genius, I wrote on the
customer's wall by the gloryhole as well as in my stall, "If you've come
for a blowjob, I'm sunning in the clearing in the woods. Come on over!"
I did it with a dry erasable marker so that I could wipe it off later
when I was in the stall. Smart dude, ain't I?
So I put on my sunglasses, gathered up my belongings,
and walked to the clearing. I laid out my towel, and put on my
skimpiest underwear that I had. It was a black bi-
kini that barely covered the base of my cock (showing all my pubic
hairs) and just enough to cover my ass crack. I laid down on my back,
put my hands behind my head, spread my legs a little and then let the
sun do its work on me. I was a little tired from all that cocksucking
and the sun felt so good so it wasn't but just a minute that I dozed
off.
I don't know how long I was asleep, but I awoke with a rustling sound
behind me. I didn't move, but just pretended that I was still asleep.
My hands were still under my head and I still had my sunglasses on.
They were mirrored on the outside so that I could open my eyes and see
without anyone realizing I was awake.
The movement came closer and stopped. I sensed that whoever it was
was looking at me and I found it rather exciting. So exciting, in fact,
that my cock began to grow in my little bikini. It couldn't help but
start to peek out as it got hard.
I heard some more movement--a lot of rustling, but without moving my
head I still couldn't see who it was. Finally, the rustling came closer
to me and I got to see a 35ish looking bear of a guy--completely naked
with his hard 8" cock sticking straight out. I still didn't move; fak-
ing my sleep. This bear gently got down on his knees next to my cock,
gently reaching over and placed his hand on it and began to gently
massage my throbbing hardness. Of course, by this time, it was almost
sticking straight up!
He wrapped his hand around it, bent over, and with his long tongue
began to bathe the head with his spit. When it was well soaked, he
wrapped his lips around it and began his descent on my hard shaft. It
felt so fantastic that I began moaning. This was his clue that I was
awake and enjoying it.
So as he continued to suck my cock with his lips, his hands gently
took hold of my bikini and slipped it off. By this time, I was gently
gyrating my hips up and down while he held his head still--fucking his
sensuous mouth.
All of this was such a turnon that I moaned for him to give me his cock
to suck.
Slowly and carefully, the bear lifted his leg up over my face and
straddled his crotch above my head. I took hold of his 8" throbbing
member and guided it towards my open, hungry mouth as he lowered himself
to my face. His cock kept descending until his balls completely rested
on both sides of the bridge of my nose--each ball resting on my eyelids.
Then he started to slowly fuck my mouth in the same manner I was
fucking his. I raised up my legs on either side of his head and wrapped
them around his neck and at the same time he started pumping my mouth
with his cock a little faster.
All this time, I was hearing more rustling noises, but I didn't
look--I didn't care. I was so hot for sex with this guy that if anyone
wanted to watch, fine with me. Let them come and feed me their cocks
too!
I finally got the bear cock out of my mouth to say, "Give me your hot
ass! I want to kiss and rim your beautiful asshole! Let me tongue fuck
you!!" So gently he moved forward a little and began to lower his ass
to my face. I reached up with my hands, and spread his cheeks as he
lowered. Then I kissed him right on the asshole and then with my
tongue, started to slurp his asscrack. My bear kept moving down until
he was sitting on my face and then he began to squirm.
In the meantime, I was able to quickly look around and notice that
there were four other guys about to join us.
They, too, had stripped down and were beating their throbbing cocks. I
guessed their ages ranged from 30 to 40 years of age. One guy lifted my
legs up on his shoul-
ders, put a condom on his cock, and began to slide his fucker right into
my ass. Another guy slipped a condom on my throbbing cock and then
began to slide his ass down on it. I couldn't see that well with an ass
in my face, but I could tell the other two were standing side by side,
taking turns feeding my bear with their cocks. He took turns with them
until finally he opened wide and took both of their cocks at the same
time.
Things got pretty furious after that. Mouth fucking, ass fucking,
and ass rimming began to pick up pace and soon cum began to pour. It
began with the guy fucking my ass. He began to yell and I felt his cock
throb as it shot its cum into the condom.
Then the two guys mouth fucking my bear began to pant hard, and I
knew they were about to cum. I yelled, "Shoot on this guy's ass!" So
quickly they got behind my bear and shot all over his ass crack and
asshole while I kept his cheeks apart. I watched the glorious show
happen!
Then I pulled down his ass back on my face and I began licking and
eating all the cum off his ass while he began to furiously beat his
cock. Then I heard him groan and he scooted back and shoved his cock
into my mouth just in time for him to shoot his big load of cum down my
throat. At the same time, the guy I was fucking began pumping up and
down faster with his ass and I shot my cum right into the condom.
Everyone was exhausted, but smiling and my bear reached down and
kissed me long and gently. I parted my lips and let his tongue enter me
and I sucked it and then he said gently, "I've got something else for
you." With that he took the cum filled condom from the guy who fucked
me and raised it upside down above my face. I opened my mouth and let
him squeeze all the love juice out onto my tongue. I swallowed the
delicious nectar and then he said, "Now for dessert." With that, he
took my condom off, raised it above my head and did the same
thing--squeezing my cum out of mycondom into my waiting mouth.
I smiled and said, "Well, this sure saves time going home for
dinner!" We all laughed.
Gloryhole Chapter Three
It was a funfilled year of cock sucking, fucking, and rimming and I
was popular (or maybe it was my mouth or ass that was popular). But I
wanted to do some traveling and the first destination was the famous
Folsom Street Fair. I was up on everything that I could find about it
and talked with friends who had been there so I knew exactly what to
expect.
But I was so cock hungry that I knew that I had to do something
special to get some attention (or some cock)! So I came up with what I
thought was a brilliant idea. I was going to make my own traveling
gloryhole trailer--
a "tearoom on wheels" you might say. I sat down and made the plans for
it to be very simple--a four foot by eight foot room divided by a sheet
of plywood with a gloryhole between the two. I would put it on a small
trailer frame and there I would have it!
When the time came, I was finished. I hooked up my gloryhole trailer
and headed off to the famous Folsom Street Fair and got there a couple
of days early to find a special spot. I wanted a place not too public,
yet available. And I found it. It was an alley entrance close to the
middle of the fair--where guys could see it walking by and could stop
for a "refreshment." So on the morning of the first day, I hung out my
shingle--"Free Gloryhole" got in my back room, locked my door, sat down,
and waited.
It wasn't five minutes when I heard the front door open and a guy
enter laughing with some other guys. He said laughingly, "If I walk out
of this with a limp dick, you know it's for fucking real!" One of the
other guys shouted, "If it is, we'll line up for our free blowjobs!"
When I heard that, I thought, "Have I gone too far here? Am I able
to take on one cock after another?"
Only time would tell as I heard the door shut and the latch lock.
There was just enough natural light let in for me to see in, but dark
enough to keep it seductive and sexy. "Anybody here?" the guy called
softly. I looked through my new gloryhole and saw a guy with a medium
hairy chest wearing a leather cap, leather bikini, and high top boots.
"Stick your fucking cock through and find out!" I spoke in return.
Looking through, he stood there, rubbing both of his hairy hands over
his crotch. He spread his legs a little further and bent a little at
the knees, giving me a seductive show. He kept the stance as he slid
both of his hands inside his bikini and massaged his cock and cupped his
balls. Then he slowly turned around, reached back, and hands still
inside his bikini, massaged his bubble-shaped ass. He backed up a
little closer to the hole as he continued to massage and gradually
pushed down his bikini to his knees.
"Hey, motherfucker," he said, "do you just suck cock in here?"
"Fuck yourself!" I replied, "It says, `Free Gloryhole' and that means
whatever happens through this hole."
Then he said, "Before I give you a look and a taste of my cock, I
want you to have a look and a taste of my ass!"
Excited, I replied, "Then bring that fucker over here!"
So he continued to back up to the hole, reaching back and spreading
his ass cheeks until he was pressed up against the partition. Now it
was time for me to go to work (or play).
I moved my face forward, stuck out my tongue and be-
gan to lick around his asshole. When I got it good and wet (in fact
dripping) with my spit, I began to tongue fuck him. All the time he was
gradually moaning louder and louder as he was beating his cock faster
and faster.
Finally, I said, "Give me some of your cock. That's what you're in
here for!"
With that, he turned around and pushed his cock through the hole to
my waiting mouth. I wrapped my wet lips around the head and shoved my
mouth forward as I deepthroated his nine inches. I pushed my mouth up
to the hole so that he could take over to fuck me.
The harder he drove his cock into my mouth, the louder he moaned. By
the way it sounded, he was really into it and was going to shoot a
powerful load.
As he moaned louder, there was a bang on the door by one of his
friends, "Hey! You alright in there? It sounds like you're having too
much fun!" And there was the sound of laughter from the guys.
"Fuck off!" he yelled, "You'll all get your chance!"
"Uh oh!" I thought, "How many of them are there out -
side? Have I overloaded myself?" But then, I didn't give it any more
thought, I loved what I was doing--sucking cock and right now, that's
all that mattered.
Finally, he gave one final shove along with a yell and filled my
mouth with his cum. Either he had overproduc-
tive balls or else he hadn't cum in a l-o-n-g time! But I took it to
the last drop until his cock went limp.
He slumped to the floor, "Wow! I haven't had that much suction since
I used my Hoover hose!"
I laughed. "Next!" I said jokingly.
"Give me a chance to get myself together," he replied. With your job
performance, you are going to be fucking busy! Are you ready to take on
my friends?"
"Bring `em on!" I said with a challenge and picked up my dry-erasable
marker and marked a slash on my wall next to the hole. I decided to
keep track of how many blowjobs I gave each day. Then at the end of the
day, I was going to write with a permanent marker the date and the total
number somewhere else on the wall. This way, I was going to keep track
of the number of blowjobs I've been giving in this new traveling
gloryhole of mine.
My first customer stood up, pulled up his bikini, except for leaving
his limp cock and balls hanging out and said, "I'm going out like this.
I want the guys to see what you did to me! Boy is the word going to
get around!" With that, he opened the door and immediately, there was a
loud hooting from the guys.
"Take turns, guys!" he yelled, "There's enough mouth for everyone!"
"I'm next!" and with that, I heard someone hop in the trailer and the
door slam shut. I looked through the hole and if I didn't blink and
take a second look, I would have sworn the guy was James Dean
reincarnated! He wore skin tight, faded, worn blue jeans that outlined
his cock which hung down the left side of his leg. He had on a tight
T-shirt with a package of cigarettes rolled up in the sleeve and was
holding a lit cigarette and a bottle of Bud with one hand. While he was
standing there with that "James Dean stance", he was slowly rubbing his
crotch with his free hand.
"What goes on in here?" he asked looking around.
"Just about anything!" I replied through the hole.
He looked at the hole, squatted down, and then peared through. I
smiled back at him.
Grinning, he said, "Hey buddy! How you doin'? You doing all right
in there?"
He had that sweet look that just melted me and turned me on at the
same time. "I'm doing great!" I replied, smiling back, "You're so sweet
to ask."
Then he looked concerned, "It's kinda warm in here. Are you
thirsty?"
Looking at his beer I said, "Yes, as a matter of fact I am. Can I
have a swig?"
With a chuckle, he said, "Sure!" and then he lifted the bottle to
his own lips and poured a mouthful. Looking through the hole he
motioned with his hand to draw my face closer. And as I did, he drew
his face closer and very sweetly put his lips next to mine. As our
kissing became more intense, he opened his mouth an shot his mouthful of
beer into mine and I swallowed greedily.
"Need some more?" he asked.
"Oh, yeah!" I replied.
He took another mouthful and we drew together again for another long
kiss. This time, I didn't swallow right away and we sealed our lips
together so that our tongues could work together in the beer. Finally,
I had to pull away and get my breath, so I swallowed.
He sat back and then grinned at me through the hole.
"You know what I want more than anything right now?" he asked.
"I have no idea," I replied, very interested.
"I don't want a blowjob. I want you to fuck me in the ass. What do
you think of my ass?" And then he turned around, pulled down his levi's
and showed his white ass with dark hairs in the crack.
"Back it up. I want to see it closer." I whispered excitedly, "I
always like to kiss the ass I'm going to fuck. It's sort of like giving
my seal of approval before I work on it."
"OK by me, buddy. KISS MY ASS!" and he back up and pushed it against
the hole.
What I could get to of his ass, I covered with kisses and then I
gently ran my wet tongue up and down his crack.
"Oh God!" he said, "Kiss my hole. Get it ready with your tongue so I
can be fucked!" And he reached back with his hands and spread his
cheeks.
I was more than willing to oblige. I kissed his hole several times
tenderly and then with my tongue I tickled it a little, swathed it in
spit and then proceeded to work my tongue into it. He groaned with
ecstacy.
Then he pulled back and said, "Give me your cock. I want to get it
ready for some ass fucking!"
So I stood up, gave my cock a few strokes to get it hard, then fed it
through. His mouth was heaven! His sweet, wet lips slid up and down my
shaft and my balls tingled the whole time. Finally he said, "Let's do
it! Let's fuck!"
And then I heard him unwrap a condom and felt him tenderly slip it
on. My cock stayed hard as he backed up against it and when it easily
slid in, I knew that he had been fucked quite a few times before. He
did all the work of sliding back and forth on my cock and I just stood
there feeling the sensation. It was great.
Finally, the pressure built up to explosion and I let out a mighty
groan and felt my cum shoot through my cock into the condom. He knew
that I had cum by the way it jolted and he held still for a moment with
my cock still in his ass until I "regained my composure."
I just didn't want to move so he turned around and tenderly removed
the condom. "Watch this!" he said and I looked through the hole at him.
He took my condom, turned it upside down and squeezed all my cum out
into his open mouth. He then smiled and asked, "You want some before I
swallow?"
"Sure!" I said eagerly. And with that, we drew close together at the
hole and kissed long and tenderly. He opened his mouth, our tongues
met, then wrapped around each other. I felt my cum being swirled around
back and forth between our mouths. This was a guy I didn't want to
forget!
"Well, I better go. I shouldn't hog all the time here." he said as
he got up and pulled up his levi's to leave.
"You WILL come back, won't you?" I begged.
"You really want me to?"
"Please!"
"You just wait," he said with a grin. "I'll surprise you."
With that, he got up and left and I took the marker and put another
slash on the wall.